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“
Friday
.
”
He
resumes
his
phone
conversation
.
“
I
’
ll
need
an
extra
ticket
because
I
have
a
date
…
Yes
Andrea
,
that
’
s
what
I
said
,
a
date
,
Miss
Anastasia
Steele
will
accompany
me
…
That
’
s
all
.
”
He
hangs
up
.
“
Good
morning
,
Miss
Steele
.
”
“
Mr
.
Grey
.
”
I
smile
shyly
.
He
walks
around
his
desk
with
his
usual
grace
and
stands
in
front
of
me
.
He
gently
strokes
my
cheek
with
the
back
of
his
fingers
.
“
I
didn
’
t
want
to
wake
you
,
you
looked
so
peaceful
.
Did
you
sleep
well
?
”
“
I
am
very
well
rested
,
thank
you
.
I
just
came
to
say
hi
before
I
had
a
shower
.
”
I
gaze
up
at
him
,
drinking
him
in
.
He
leans
down
and
gently
kisses
me
,
and
I
can
’
t
help
myself
.
I
throw
my
arms
around
his
neck
and
my
fingers
twist
in
his
still
-
damp
hair
.
Pushing
my
body
flush
against
his
,
I
kiss
him
back
.
I
want
him
.
My
attack
takes
him
by
surprise
,
but
after
a
beat
,
he
responds
,
a
low
groan
in
his
throat
.
His
hands
slip
into
my
hair
and
down
my
back
to
cup
my
naked
behind
,
his
tongue
exploring
my
mouth
.
He
pulls
back
,
his
eyes
hooded
.
“
Well
,
sleep
seems
to
agree
with
you
,
”
he
murmurs
.
“
I
suggest
you
go
and
have
your
shower
,
or
shall
I
lay
you
across
my
desk
now
?
”
“
I
choose
the
desk
,
”
I
whisper
recklessly
as
desire
sweeps
like
adrenaline
through
my
system
,
waking
everything
in
its
path
.
